“There’s no greater search than that of lost love”
You’ve changed. I can’t be in love with someone who no longer exists. I’ve tried, and all I get is rejected and hurt.
Jessica. Sixteen. Michigan.
I make bad decisions, fall in love with douche bags, have friends who tend to use me, and am 75% of the time miserable. But what makes me happy are the people who have treated me well, and that have not left my side.
